Douluo Continent: Reborn as Yuhao, Your Holiness, Please Behave Yourself

Chapter 355 The Invitation of the King of Slaughter

Upon hearing Huo Yuhao's voice, the woman's body jolted violently, as if she had been pierced by an icy needle. She instinctively clenched her sleeves, her knuckles turning pale.

Her legs are still trembling slightly and uncontrollably, and she can't even stand steadily.

Even though he had served in the City of Slaughter for several years and had witnessed the daily bloodshed and slaughter, and the soul masters' inhumane fights for survival, the fear brought by Huo Yuhao's attack was deeply ingrained in his bones, no less than that of the soul masters who died on the spot.

The scene that had just unfolded on that blood-red street was so bizarre and unimaginable that it exceeded her understanding of the power of a Soul Master.

Along the entire long street, thousands of Soul Masters were densely packed together. Most of them were regulars in the City of Slaughter, either fugitives burdened with blood feuds or evil Soul Masters being hunted down across the continent. Each of them had their hands stained with blood, and their strength was at least at the Soul Venerable level. Their ruthlessness far exceeded that of Soul Masters of the same level outside.

Yet this group of ferocious individuals, under the pale golden light that Huo Yuhao raised his hand and was enveloped with endless majesty, had no room to resist. They didn't even have time to let out a miserable scream before their bodies melted away instantly, like snow scorched by the blazing sun.

Heaven knows just how powerful this young man is, and what his intentions are in coming to the City of Slaughter as a god of death.

The woman had a strong intuition that the world of Douluo Continent was about to change!

"This way, please."

The woman composed herself, not daring to meet Huo Yuhao's gaze. She quickly bowed her head and made a respectful gesture to lead the way, her voice trembling slightly.

After saying that, she walked quickly ahead, not daring to delay even a moment, for fear that if she was even a little slower, she would incur the displeasure of this evil god. She carefully led Huo Yuhao toward the entrance of the Hell Slaughter Arena.

The entrance to the Hell Killing Fields is perpetually filled with a thick aura of blood. The black stone gate is covered with ferocious patterns, each one seemingly watered with fresh blood, exuding a chilling sense of oppression.

Just as the two were about to step through the stone gate, a heavy and orderly clanging of iron armor suddenly rang out. A squad of guards clad in heavy black armor suddenly emerged from the shadows on both sides. Each guard was tall and imposing, with a fierce aura and a dense killing intent surrounding them. They were clearly strong warriors who had survived countless battles.

They moved swiftly and coordinated perfectly, instantly forming a semicircle that completely blocked Huo Yuhao's path. Their chilling gazes fell upon Huo Yuhao, filled with undisguised hostility and vigilance.

The woman leading the way turned pale instantly and instinctively wanted to step forward to explain. After all, Huo Yuhao's strength was evident to all, and she knew very well that if these guards offended him, their fate would be miserable.

But before she could utter a single word, the leading guard stepped forward. He was even more imposing than the other guards, and wore a blood-red skull badge on his chest, clearly indicating that he was the guard commander.

He looked at Huo Yuhao with a solemn expression, his tone respectful yet firm, and said in a deep voice, "The King of Slaughter requests your presence and orders me to take you to the palace immediately."

"Oh?"

Huo Yuhao raised an eyebrow slightly, his deep eyes flickered, and his calm gaze slowly swept over the powerful guards in front of him, without the slightest surprise on his face.

As early as when he deliberately released the light of the sea god to intimidate the soul masters on the entire street with absolute power, he had already prepared for the King of Slaughter to come knocking on his door.

After all, the light of the sea god is sacred and majestic, which is incompatible with the sinister aura of the city of slaughter. Such obvious fluctuations in aura will surely alarm the ruler of this city of slaughter.

He really didn't expect the other party to act so quickly, so quickly that he had only been in the City of Slaughter for less than a day, and hadn't even stepped into the threshold of the Hell Slaughter Arena, when he was stopped so directly.

Huo Yuhao felt no surprise at being summoned by the King of Slaughter. He knew very well that his identity as the inheritor of the Sea God's legacy was a powerful and impactful presence for the King of Slaughter, who controlled the City of Slaughter.

However, it seems that the ruler of the City of Slaughter is much less composed than he expected. It is likely that the aura of the Sea God's Light and the terrifying strength he just displayed made the other party feel threatened.

The thought that he had only been here for a day and was about to face this legendary being who controlled countless killings filled Huo Yuhao with no nervousness or fear, but rather a faint, irrepressible excitement.

His entry into the City of Slaughter was not simply to pass through the Hell Road, nor was it to obtain the so-called God of Slaughter Domain. His goal was clear from the beginning: the Asura God inheritance on the King of Slaughter's body, and the Asura God Sword in his hand.

He originally thought that in order to meet the King of Slaughter, he would first have to make a name for himself in the Hell Slaughter Arena, kill enough opponents, and spend several days or even more than ten days to attract the other party's attention. However, he did not expect things to go so smoothly and that he could reach his target so quickly. In this way, he could finish the matter of the Slaughter City more quickly and return to Douluo Continent as soon as possible.

"In that case, lead the way."

Huo Yuhao spoke slowly, his tone flat and emotionless, as if he were not the one being summoned, but merely discussing a trivial matter.

The guard commander dared not say a word, nor dared he delay even for a moment. He quickly and respectfully gestured for him to follow, and said in a deep voice, "My lord, please follow me." After saying that, he turned around and led the way, walking steadily toward the deepest part of the City of Slaughter.

The remaining guards tacitly lined up on both sides, following closely behind, forming a tight protective formation. They were both guiding the way and secretly monitoring Huo Yuhao to prevent any unusual movements.

The woman leading the way turned pale and was filled with anxiety, but she didn't dare to linger for a moment and quickly followed.

The group walked through the streets and alleys of the killing city, where all they saw was gloom and bloodshed.

Soul Masters fighting and killing each other could be seen everywhere on both sides of the street. Screams and the sound of weapons clashing rose and fell. The ground was stained with a thick layer of blood, and occasionally there were mutilated corpses that emitted a nauseating stench.

The passing Soul Masters all had sinister eyes and fierce expressions, but when they saw Huo Yuhao and his group, and the blood-red skull badge on the chest of the guard commander, they all subconsciously stopped what they were doing, and stepped aside, their eyes filled with awe and fear, not daring to even breathe loudly.

After all, the palace of the King of Slaughter is a forbidden area of ​​the City of Slaughter. Ordinary soul masters should not only avoid it, but also be careful when mentioning it, for fear of bringing disaster upon themselves.

Before long, a completely black palace appeared before Huo Yuhao's eyes. This palace was the royal palace of the King of Slaughter, standing in the very heart of the Slaughter City. The surrounding area was empty and barren, with only a bare expanse of black rocks, which made it appear even more desolate and gloomy.

The moment Huo Yuhao saw the palace's true appearance, the barely suppressed excitement on his face vanished completely, replaced by a faint sense of disappointment and boredom.

Who would have thought that the King of Slaughter, who controlled the entire Slaughter City and intimidated countless evil spirit masters and outlaws, would have such a simple residence? The palace before them lacked any grandeur or the luxury of a king's residence. It was entirely constructed of rough black stone, the walls were mottled and covered with the marks of time and the chisels of swords and spears, and even the roof was not flat. Everywhere, it exuded roughness and simplicity.

The palace gates were even simpler, just two heavy black stone doors without any decoration. From a distance, it looked like a haphazardly built stone house, so shabby it was astonishing.

Huo Yuhao thought to himself, "This palace is so simple that even Liu Yuxi would probably have to write a sequel to 'Ode to a Humble Abode' if he saw it."

However, upon further reflection, Huo Yuhao instantly felt relieved.

The Killing City is a gathering place for outlaws and evil spirit masters from all over the continent. These people have spent their lives in killing, with only survival and power in their eyes. Their hearts are full of evil and ruthlessness. How could they have the mind to study the way of architecture?

No one would bother to build a magnificent palace for the King of Slaughter. To them, a dwelling made entirely of black stone, sturdy enough, and perfectly suited to the sinister aura of the Slaughter City, would be the ultimate luxury.

Thinking this, Huo Yuhao's disappointment lessened a bit, and he calmly followed the guard commander as they walked step by step toward the palace.

Compared to the layout of the palace, Huo Yuhao was more interested in the King of Slaughter.